'beeeep beep beep beeep' my alarm clock went off loud in my ear. Jumping out of bed I looked across my large bedroom floor at the clothes sprawled across it. Running across my bed and jumping to the floor I grabbed a pair of jodhpurs and an old polo shirt. After quickly changing I ran out the door, down the stairs and into the open living room, looking at my long curly red hair in the mirror, gosh, I thought, I wish it wasn't so red. Mum says I have beautiful hair and any other colour wouldn't looked good with my facial features but I think she just doesn't want any boys to like me or something odd like that.
"Good morning, so what are your plans for the first day of summer holidays?" asked Dad as he scanned the newspaper in front of him.
I laughed "Well I was thinking of taking Trib for a ride maybe a gallop then working at the stables for the rest of the day" I shrugged my shoulders, it was the holidays I could do any thing I wanted, almost.
There was always something going on at Open Meadow Stables, I'd heard that the bosses son was coming down to stay with his Dad, the boss, for the summer and was very good looking and extremely charming but that was the gossip from the girls at school and they constantly exaggerated such things, but I was going to trust there word and take a peak for myself.
Mum placed a hot plate of pancakes on the table and looked at me with a smile. Looking at the pancakes I saw steam rising off hot caramel and glanced up at mum as I quickly sat down in front of the tempting pancakes. Only one word came to my mind. Yum.
"A fresh and yummy start to the holidays" Mum said with a twinkle in her eye as she reply to my inquiring look as I started to eat the pancakes with incredible speed.
After finishing the pancakes and cleaning away the plates on the table I put on my boots, grabbed an carrot out of the fridge and walked outside. I took a deep breath of the fresh country air and smiled , the holidays, I thought, finally. I was planning to make the most of my holidays getting Trib my large dapple grey stock horse gelding fit and ready again since I had given him an eight week break and he had gained a lot of weight over the two months.
I strolled into the stables and smiled as the familiar scent of hay and horses wafted through the air, oh boy I had missed riding every day and walking into the old stables.
" What are you smiling about?' asked Joe with a wink and a chuckle, Joe was one of the younger stable hands who had a natural way with horses, his glossy black hair and mischievous ways always caught him in trouble though he brought more sunshine and laughter to the stables.
"The holidays!" I said with a dramatic dance into the air and pretending to waft the fresh air towards my nose, "real freedom, at last!"
Joe chuckled and shook his head going back to mucking out Misty's stable.
I laughed then walked over to Tribs stable pulling the carrot id gotten from the fridge out of my back pocket and placing it on my flat hand. Trib snatched the carrot from my hand and contently chewed the juicy carrot.
I grabbed his tack from the small tack room and placed all of his gear on the saddle rack next to the tacking up area. Quickly I grabbed his bright rainbow headstall from the hook, walked into his stable and soon walked out with Trib prancing behind my heals. He knew I was going to take him for a ride.
Tying his rope in a quick release knot, I started tacking up making sure all his white boots were on tightly as I wanted to take him for a long gallop after warming up and I couldn't afford to lose any of his new boots.
Buckling up the strap of my helmet around my chin then gathering Tribs reins together and smoothly mounting, I smiled, it felt good to be up so high again.
As Trib trotted smartly along the trail leading directly to Open Meadow Stables I looked around at the green grass and tall trees. It was so peaceful. All I could hear was the birds chirping and the constant clip clop of Tribs hooves.
I sighed, I had missed this so much.
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I wonder if true love is real, I thought and sighed again, well if it is real my Romeo would run to some faraway place if he knew I was to be his Juliet!
And I laughed because of my dreamy ways. I had always wished that I could run away to some place where everything from the land to my soul and hair was perfect.
|Alex Pettifer||as Harry|